The girls wing you Katie and Khloe

It starts with Mars and Val laughing as they put the blindfold on you. Standing in the middle of your room, you can’t see anything. All you feel are their hands running across your body, lifting off your shirt, now tugging at your pants…

“Is this really necessary?” you ask.

“We got very specific instructions,” Mars says.

“That included stripping me down to my boxers?”

You feel your boxers going too. Reflexively, you drop your hands to block the girls from accessing your crown jewels, only for your hands to be swatted away playfully.

“In the nude,” Val whispers into your ear. “You’re bold, asking for Katie and Khloe.”

“He’d better have what it takes,” Mars says.

Off go your boxers. There’s a pause, and then Val says: “You mean physically? Or mentally?”

“Both,” Mars laughs. “Good luck, Alex.”

You hear footsteps. They’re leaving.

“Wait, what did you mean by that?” you call out.

“You’ll find out soon enough,” Val says, and then the door shuts, leaving you alone in the darkness.

At first, you’re struck by the silence. Left naked and alone on this bed, you feel oddly ****. Then, you begin to stew on their words. What did they mean? What’s coming? You’ve heard stories about the twins. In half of them, they’re man-eaters, scarring the boys they play with for life. In the other half, they’re nymphs: mischievous, alluring, sexy, unforgettable…

That’s when Katie and Khloe enter the room.

“Now isn’t that something?” one of the voices says.

“Naked and blindfolded, just the way we like it,” the other says.

“Shall we see if he’s enough?”

Two pairs of footsteps approach. Two pairs of hands run down your chest, teasingly prying apart your legs.

“I like what I see so far. But not everyone’s a grower.”

“The first test is always the same—we’ve got to know, have you got what it takes to please us?”

Before you can answer, you feel two pairs of hands brush over your cock. It was flaccid before, but in a moment’s time, you stiffen up. Katie and Khloe begin to jack you off, peppering your thighs and stomach with kisses, dextrous fingers toying with your balls, always two hands grasped around your member, stroking you off. You’re growing harder by the second.

“Mmm… that looks much better. That looks tasty.”

A moment later, you feel a tongue running up the side of your cock. Instantly, you grow still more erect.

“My my my, there was more to come?”

A second tongue joins the first, and you resist the urge to pull off the blindfold right then and there. You know the sight would be enchanting. But you have to remain content with the sensation of their twin tongues lapping at your cock. One of them starts to suckle the head of your cock. She goes deeper, burying your shaft in her mouth. It’s overwhelming. One mouth wrapped around your cock, the other sucking your balls. They take turns blowing you, trading off every few seconds, in perfect coordination. It’s a minute of pure bliss. You wish it would last forever. You’re raging hard, hard as you’ve ever been.

Abruptly, they both pull away, leaving your hard cock twitching in the air.

“What… what happened?” you say, desperately wanting the double blowjob to continue.

“You’ve got what it takes down there,” one of the sweet voices replies.

“But do you have what it takes to pass our second test?” the other asks.

“Hit me with it,” you say, feeling confident.

Your cock’s big enough to impress them. What more could you need?”

“Guys who get to really play with us know us for who we really are. That’s why the second test is—”

“Can you guess who I am?” the other voice says, and you suddenly feel her kissing your chest, playing with your nipples as she does.

Under your blindfold, you rapidly blink, trying to see if some light can filter through. But even if you could see, how would that help? The blonde twins are identical. You’d be surprised if their parents could tell them apart.

“You’re… Khloe?” you guess, almost at random.

There’s a few seconds of shuffling, and then you feel a set of lips brush against yours. They’re ridiculously soft. You try to kiss back, but before you can, they’re gone, and a voice says: “Now guess who I am.”

Once again, you’re stumped. It’s a fifty-fifty. From the brief shuffling, it sounds to you like they swapped places. But then, they could be trying to trick you. You decide not to overthink this.

“Katie,” you say, this time more confident.

More shuffling sounds, and this time, you feel a line of kisses trail across your neck, tenderly, as soft as you could imagine.

“How about now? Who am I?”

Surely they wouldn’t just keep alternating, right? Besides, the feeling of that kiss… somehow, it just feels like the second set.

“Katie,” you guess again.

There’s a pause, and then you hear both the girls laughing.

“You showed so much promise,” one of them says. “You got so close. But you failed.”

“Such a pity, isn’t it?”

“I was looking forward to it. But we won’t **** you—”

“Unless you want us to?”

“Uh… I…” You’re oddly tempted by the prospect. But the stories have scared you enough. “Please don’t.”

“No fun,” the first voice giggles. “Guess we’ll have to leave you be. Pay closer attention to us in the future, and you might pick up the trick.”

“You think he will?”

“I believe in Alex. If not, he would be such a waste of a fine cock.”

The twins laugh again, and then a few moments later, you hear their footsteps receding and the door shut. You groan, leaning back on the bed, your cock still rock hard. Talk about getting blue-balled.

Katie +10
Khloe +10